After a 15-minute conversation, Leta invited her guests to
the dining room for supper. She laid the table simply but everything was
cleaned and polished until it shined. She wanted to make a good impression on
the young woman her son Dale had brought to meet her and her husband Bob.
Kathryn was friendly and polite, although nervous. She
giggled easily but was very open about herself and background. She
appropriately complimented the house, its cleanliness (and it was very clean),
the meal that started with a salad of cottage cheese and fruit cocktail,
followed by a main course of roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, green
beans, and warm biscuits. She told Leta that she rarely had gravy with her
food, as her mother never made it, but she liked it very much.
“It’s not hard to make,” Leta said. “I can teach you. Dale
loves gravy.”
“Yes, I do!” he said, eating his second helping of potatoes
swimming in it.
While they hate, Dale and Kathryn relayed the story of their
meeting at a church dance. Once each month, Kathryn’s church held the event,
which she went to with her siblings. Even her siblings who moved with their
parents to a farm several miles away would come for the dance. The attendance
was comprised mostly of members of the parish with guests from a couple of
other churches nearby. Nearly everyone who attended was Roman Catholic, since
at least in their religious life, they were fairly separated from the other
Christians of their community. Dale attended with his roommate, a fellow he had
met through friends at work and moved in with shortly after Christmas, because,
as he told his mother, he was a man and didn’t want to live with his father and
grandparents any longer. Leta had never met the fellow, but he was a Roman
Catholic, although he did not attend services very often.
“I usually only danced with boys I knew,” Kathryn explained,
“but I had to take a turn to serve at the punch bowl. That’s when Dale came up
to me. We got to talking, and then he asked me to dance.”
“She’s a wonderful dancer, Ma,” Dale interjected. Kathryn
raised her hands in mock protest and laughed.
“He asked me when I would be at a dance like this again,”
Kathryn continued. “and I said in two weeks there was another one at a
different church that I would be going to.”
“I went, too,” Dale noted. “And then I asked her to see a
film with me.”
“I love to see films!” she exclaimed. “Rita Hayworth and
Spencer Tracy are my favorite actors.”
After the film, they saw each other once a week for a couple
of months, and then began to spend weekends together. Dale started attending
her church, and learning more about the Roman Catholic faith. He arranged for a
conversation with the priest, and expressed his intention to marry the young
lady. To do that, he was told, he would need to join the Church, so he began
instruction. In the meantime, the couple’s relationship began to grow.
To be continued.
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